Isn't his current state really due to excessive blood loss?

What is cold poison? Does it go with the Blood Spell?

Is the person who uses this kind of evil magic the same as the man in black seen in the underground palace?

Or is it the powerful and mysterious woman they have so vaguely mentioned?

Han Bing had a lot of thoughts, and his brain hurt when he thought about it.

After blowing out the candles, she took off all her clothes in three or two clicks, and went into the bed without hesitation.

It's cold......

She shuddered for the first time in her life.

Reaching out, she hugged his body.

The biting cold pierced through his clothes, freezing so cold that she could hear the sound of her own teeth.

How could it be cold like this? Thinking about Ran Zongyan at the beginning, he was far less powerful than him.

Is it because there is not much blood left in the body?

Hey?

Thinking of this, she realized that something was wrong.

Her blood didn't pour into his body through the palm of her hand like it had just done.

Why?

What's the problem?

Reaching out, she caressed his neck again.

Here it is, that's it, blood rushing into his body again.

Han Bing withdrew his hand and remained silent.

It turns out that skin-to-skin contact is required!

sighed, things have come to this, what are you so reserved?

She quickly removed his clothes, and the two of them met frankly.

In the darkness of the night, her face quietly turned red.

It's not because of shyness, it's just a normal way to behave as a normal person.

Although he didn't know anything about it, as a shameless woman, she should have no less emotions.

His body was as stiff as a big log, straight and straight, and she couldn't hold it.

After struggling for a while, she simply didn't do anything and lay directly on top of him.

The moment she attached it just now, her body seemed to be stuck with super glue, and she couldn't move.

The blood in his whole body rushed towards Zheng Quyang's body under him.

Unlike the previous feeling in the palm of my hand, this time the blood loss was much, much slower than expected.

But wherever they touched their skin, her blood was gushing out.

She sighed deeply, and that was all she could do for now......

As time passed, the people in the courtyard outside dispersed.

Zhang's was almost three steps and one turn back by his grandmother, just because Chen Lao said that it would take a whole night.

It's not going to help you stay here, so it's better to come back early tomorrow morning.

In the quiet courtyard, except for the secret whistle arranged by the Zheng family, only Hua Hanyuan was left.

There was no expression on his calm face, and there was no emotion in his closed eyes.

It's just that the hands he put on his lap burst into green tendons, revealing his unsettled heart.

Chen Xiahua walked two or three steps behind Ran Zongyan, feeling uneasy in her heart.

She had done many missions, but she had never been alone with him.

Besides, why do you come to the outskirts of the city if you don't go home in the middle of the night?

It's obviously her rest day, why is she so miserable......

Looking up at the black oppressive sky speechlessly, the back that suddenly stopped in front of her made her heart suddenly surge with panic.

"You have a good relationship with that little guy of the Zheng family?"

How would she answer this?

"Back to the prince, yes."

"Today, who went to the Flame Mountain to inform Bing'er?"

"It's Mo Xinchang."

"He's what you're looking for?"

Chen Xiahua shook her head: "No, he asked to go." ”

In the afternoon, Mingzhe went shopping with her, always absent-minded, and refused to go far, and kept wandering around the palace.

It was only after her repeated questioning that he told the truth.

At that time, it was not far from the time that Zheng Quyang commanded.

She did not hesitate, and immediately went back to the palace stable to fetch the horse.

Although the time had not yet come, no one expected that Cold Ice would go to the Flaming Mountain.

Even if she hurried and arrived at the Flame Mountain, it was much later than Zheng Quyang's estimate.

Just when she was leading the horse to leave the house, she was stopped by Mo Xinchang.

"Where are you going?"

"Flaming Mountain, find the eldest sister."

"I'll go, I'll run fast."

She hesitated, but when she thought about it, it was.

Although they may be about the same speed when riding a horse, the ice is on the mountain, and they can't go up on horseback, so they can only run on their feet.

At this point, Mo Xinchang is indeed much faster than her.

She nodded, and the latter happily took the horse's fart from her hand and rolled over and rode up.

"Wait."

"How do you know?"

He smiled and said to her, "I heard what you said, just outside." ”

She didn't press any further.

Now that Ran Zongyan mentioned it, she realized that something was wrong, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

But fortunately, it was Mo Xinchang who went, if it was a little later, Zheng Quyang's life might not be saved.

Ran Zongyan stood on the edge of the lotus pond, looking at the calm lake, but in his heart, there was a violent wind and rain.

His thirst for love is eager and crazy, and he can't tolerate a single flaw, let alone loyalty. For family affection, for love, for friendship, the kind that is not easy to obtain, once obtained, it is a storm of wind and waves, and there is no reservation at all......

In his world, there is no gray area and no middle. Either it will be cold to the end, or it will be poured out completely.

Such extremes are actually easy to hurt oneself and be lonely.

But just recently, the ice broke it all.

He clenched his fists, he should have ignored it and cut off Zheng Quyang's head with a sword.

But for some reason, after seeing her resolute eyes, he actually relented.

He couldn't bear to see her disappointed, to see her sad, to see her sad.

Even if she did, she would be sad for another man.

Why?

Or accustomed to seeing all kinds of shrewd and sophisticated women, the simplicity and righteousness of the cold ice are even more rare and beautiful.

Although she is infinitely powerful, it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. But she has a sensitive heart and insecurities. Always out of step with the world, therefore, he always wanted to protect her. He was often indulged in the tenderness and understanding of her nature, and he fell until he was hopeless.

He watched her leave with another man in his arms, and he was so distressed that Wuhu was about to drip blood, but he couldn't move half a step.

If he moved, then the cold ice in his rage would definitely be extremely disappointed in him.

He didn't want to fight her in battle, and besides, he had always been arrogant, and let him pester a person with a dead face, and she couldn't do it anyway.

At the moment when Han Bing turned around, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking, and then the familiar heart was like a knife......

He almost ignored it, and wanted to stop her.

I lost my heart and lost my soul.

Will he be able to continue with his original plan?

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people......

It's cold......

Her body was shaking, shaking.

Han Bing has not been afraid of the cold since she was a child, and the season of ice and snow is her favorite.

Thanks to Zheng Quyang's blessing, she knew for the first time that the cold turned out to be really stinging.

The pre-dawn darkness is coming, and it will soon be dawn.

Although the blood in her body was losing slowly, it couldn't stand the fact that it had been disappearing for so long.

The whole body is tired, but fortunately, his body is gradually warming.

It's time to take the potions......

The empty room echoed with the click of her trying to chew herbs.

"Are you eating me?"

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